Chapter 6

She moved her hips a bit, causing my tongue to find her clit. I knew what she wanted, and began licking at it, then fastening my lips around it and sucking.

“Oh fuck yes, Embers!” she cried out and I knew she was gonna cum pretty soon. I pinched her nipples hard, really hard, figuring she probably liked the submissive stuff judging by what I witnessed earlier.

Kinsley screamed and pressed her pussy hard against my face, her hands clasping onto mine, not to tear them away but to hold them in place as she rode my face to orgasm.

We lay in bed, resting, and talking quietly. Neither of us was in a hurry to bring up the elephant in the room, the crushed-in wall.

“I’m sorry, you know, for when Johnny fucked you. I didn’t know what was going on until I saw him pinning you against the wall out of the corner of my eye and--” I cut her off.

“He didn’t fuck me, well, not officially,” I said. “He ran into my cherry and that’s when, well, when--” and she cut me off.

“When you threw my football player boyfriend across the room and caved in the wall?” There was the elephant, and then there was silence.

“Talk to me Embers,” she whispered, “what happened?”

“I ... I don’t,” I started, and then the tears started. “I don’t know!” I cried, turning my face and burying it in Kinsley’s breasts. She put her arm around me and I cried for a bit until I noticed something poking me in the cheek. Opening my eye, I saw it was her nipple, her very hard nipple.

Curious, I looked down and saw that Kinsley was lightly rubbing her pussy with one hand. I moved my head just a bit, opened my mouth, and took the hard nipple inside, sucking on it. Her moan told me that I should continue, and I did until she came once more. I felt that she and I had grown closer through all of this.

Later that evening, we rearranged the furniture in her room, moving her dresser and large mirror in front of the large section of the damaged wall. Neither of us could come up with a plausible explanation to give Mom and Dad, so the redecoration would have to work for now.

I told you that my life started to get crazy. Well, that evening began an inexorable slide in a direction that I never wanted to travel. It started with Kinsley and me going to Mel’s Diner for dinner. It’s your typical diner, old school, but damn if the food isn’t as good or better than home-cooked.

So we’re sitting there, eating, making little funny comments about what took place between us earlier in the day, seeing who could make who blush more, when three idiots in masks come busting into the place, waving guns in the air. Who robs a diner?

So they go for the cash register, there’s no vault, much to the idiots’ surprise, and then they start telling everyone to hand over their cash and valuables. When one of the idiots comes to us, we explained that we had less than ten bucks and that we were paying with our parent’s credit card. He looked at our phones.

“They’re three years old, they’re not worth anything,” said Kinsley, and she was right.

The guy looked her up and down and said “I bet your pussy is like sliding into a million dollars!” She blushed. I just glared. He looked my way. “What? You, you got tits like a sparrow.” He moved to the next table after insulting me.

Then it began. Mrs. Feldsdon, of course it was her, this older bitchy lady who always was browbeating her wimpy ass husband for one thing or another, refused to give up her necklace. It wasn’t worth much, but she said it was a gift from her mother, and that they could pry it from her cold, dead hands before she’d give it to some punks.

So the idiot shot her, right in the chest! Then he took the necklace and all three of them bolted out the door.